widow language by Barton D Smock

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Jan 2013

a ghost
sets itself
to dreaming
of a single
rubbed together
stone
and my bones
remain
in blank fire

Written by

Barton D Smock 48/M/Columbus, Ohio

(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)

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